She looked Baron Lawrence up and down as if trying to see through him, her eyes filled with pride and joy, and she couldn't help but ask, "How have you been these past two months? Is work too tiring?"
"I was doing just fine until you came."
The implication was that now that she had arrived, he wasn't doing as well.
Grace Wilton had long grown accustomed to his way of speaking and didn't take offense. She elegantly asked the nurses in the room to leave and, once they were gone, she glanced around the empty room with a meaningful look, "Where's Ms. Clark? She didn't come back with you?"
Baron Lawrence bypassed her and sat directly on the sofa, adopting a casual posture, "Go ahead, tell me why you're here."
"I want to meet Enna Clark."
"Why do you want to see her?"
